Ye Che's eyes were brimming with tears that were almost spurting out. Just after he called out, Xia Weiyi responded in a daze with a question, "Does it hurt?"
"Not at all…" Ye Che, gritting his teeth, replied insincerely.
Xia Weiyi's eyelashes drooped as she turned to look around at the scene, took a breath, then twisted her face toward Ye Che's twice more, "Does it hurt? Does it or not?"
"Uh… Yiyi, be gentle… It's killing me…" Ye Che held Xia Weiyi's hand in his palm and responded.
Who knew, the young lady immediately laughed, delightedly exclaiming, "So, I'm not dreaming!"
Ye Che was instantly disheveled by the wind, stared at Xia Weiyi with a mixture of laughter and tears, and then wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder.
After a long silence, a warm voice trickled from Ye Che's lips.
"Xia Weiyi, I love you… will you marry me, please?"
Xia Weiyi's heart skipped, frozen in time!
